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Let It Drip Lyrics[Intro]
Every flight you gettin' off too
Stun where? Why you hatin'? Stun over there
If I drop ten shots, I'll leave a Stunna there
Leave a Stunna where?
You ain't never shot at me, queer
Faggot with a drug habit
(Laudiano)
[Verse 1]
I got to bustin', nobody shot back
You didn't get on me right there, so quit askin' where I'm at
But you wanna mention Stunna, so I'ma be direct
Better ask Geek how it felt when that bullet grazed her neck
Bitch, you ain't never shot a gun, quit rappin' 'bout catchin' bodies
You're only noticed 'cause you get shout outs from Mozzy
You thought you was a boy, you thought you had a dick
So how I'm playin' catch up to a confused broke bitch?
[Chorus]
I done let it drip on 68, I done let it drip in the P (Drip)
I done let it drip
I done let it drip on 68, I done let it drip in the P (Drip)
Bitch, I done let it drip
[Verse 2]
You so HellGang, but cool with bitches from the G (HellGang)
You be in them comments talkin' to your enemies
Y'all put y'all fonk aside just to hate on me
'Cause I be knockin' at you bitches and y'all all scared of me
I'm who you tryna be, most you can say is that I ho
But you smoke crystal and sellin' pussy on the low (On the low)
You swear nobody knows, like you swear nobody knows
That was a fake stack of money in that "Benz" video
And you ain't never did one drill in your life
Your hoin' was unsuccessful, so you turned dyke
Damn, them prison walls made a man out you, lil' bitch
You live in foreclosed homes with your mama, you ain't got a whip
Your name Stacks, but you flex fake stacks
That just shows you ain't 'bout what you rap
After I aired you out, you started sayin' I was wack
But I got them screenshots where you told me I could rap
Mozzy Shawn saved you from gettin' smacked
That crystal-head best friend didn't have your back
It's clear y'all be fuckin' by the way you bitches act
But me and my sisters, we in foreigns back to back (We in foreigns back to back)
And me and my sisters, we be runnin' up a check (We be runnin' up a check)
Your older brother personally told me I was wet (That's what he told me)
That's your big homie? The reason you get respect?
But it's 'bout time lil' sis gets her own rep
But I can't respect your gangster, though, you pick and choose
We beat the fuck out your niece and Kayla jumped her too
I would've got on everybody, broke off the whole crew
But you still ain't got on Kayla and I'm just tellin' the truth
[Chorus]
I done let it drip on 68, I done let it drip in the P (Drip, drip)
I done let it drip
I done let it drip on 68, I done let it drip in the P (Drip)
Bitch, I done let it drip
I done let it drip on 68, I done let it drip in the P (Drip)
I done let it drip
I done let it drip on 68, I done let it drip in the P (Drip)
Bitch, I done let it drip